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Brazil

RZA

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Two thousand and two! (Lookin like a tennis player) Representin the Wu! (You gangsta nigga?) Two thousand and two! (You? You isn't!) Representin' the motherfuckin Wu! (Stand for it right now) Two thousand and two! You know how we do! For you and your crew! Representin the motherfuckin Wu! Ayo catch me coolin' in Aruba, one sneaker on Lookin raw beautiful, a blue Ruger, who you lookin at? 600 whale, steel color, Brazil love us Y'all niggas is fake, all y'all do is steal from us Remember this line, I'm that nigga word to my mother Slap one of y'all fake ass niggas Reefer from Egypt daddy we rock magnums All big niggas heavy on the wrist play diss niggas Ghost story blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em Me, Wonder Woman cousin, jewelried out, talk to him Hammers that bust endlessness, cover terrorism what? Slide in the 7, measure the whips It's soul power! (Two thousand and two!) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (Two thousand and two!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) I'm a dollar and a dream from seein' a brick In grimy hallways, slingin' nicks and treys When it's on then it's on and poppin', shots lickin' I'm spittin this shit for the hood, Glock clickin' Tension in the street, we stressed, still wanna eat I walk through the valley of death, the hotstepper Holdin' red pepper, everybody on reach I need a beat to expand, the mind guide the hand Pen stroke, excellent quotes of literature Nights over Egypt, black as Arabia Gundeliro self I savior, I need the (uh) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (Two thousand and two!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) Ayo, ayo Ayo I got the whip smelli'n like lemon Roger Clemens jerseys the man blew seven cold coolies in the Worthy and I crush those rappers, keep the toast near the rad-iator We like our guns warm, it's easier to make the papers Stayed off, the cape came off, Ghost G'd off The track's like doin six months and I'mma beat off At the airport attention always flow in my direction like You let the best then sparkle his perfection and Bitches be askin them, Ghost you got so much shit You need to cash in, bracelets matchin' 'em Line Cadillacs to blocks, Richard Pryor, Redd Foxx Jukebox records, flatfooted cops Get automatic systematic jumpin in your socks Mama's apple pie in the park hopscotch Reunited on the radio, Wu-Tang superb In the sprinklers girls double-dutchin on the curb Sinatra, the pop the Jackson 5 recordings Uptown Saturday, "Cotton Came to Harlem" Ringmaster circus was, Bailey and Barnum Crack a Coca-Cola, summer heat was my boredom Dr. J before Jordan, Al Green on the organ When Rerun did the dance, the whole world saw him The blackout fears, Foxxy Brown, Pam Grier Ford motor gear, your life and times queer "Smokey the Bear", Burt Reynolds gray hair Throw 'em some gems, throw up your fists and say yeah, it's It's soul power! (Two thousand and two!) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) Soul power! (You know how we do!) Soul power! (Two thousand and two!) Soul power! (For you and your crew!) Soul power! (Representin Wu!) Ayo Flav (Whassup Meth?) What you know about niggas from Long Island right? (Huh?) True Long Island right? (All my life!) All your life right? (All my life!) Westbury (Word up, Freeport, Long Island, Roosevelt, Long Island! And and an-an-and went through Westbury too! You from Westbury?) Nah I got family in Westbury, New Castle Park and them (Oh stop jokin', I ain't know that! You from Hempstead? Yo man, my family from Hempstead! The Heights man!) Yeah, and I live (Word up, come on man) 'race Avenue (Oh, what?) 'race Avenue, Hundred Terrace Avenue (Stop jokin, the El Dorados, nigga what? I got family up in El Dorados right now nigga word! That's where I'm from, that's my block! That's my block right there! Ayo! That's right y'all, that's right, it's all good Me and Method Man from the motherfuckin hood! So get it from the Bricks to the fuckin wood!) Yeah niggas! (Know what I mean? Word up to the bird up They caught the bird, made him soup, now I sip from out my cup Nigga! Oh yo man you just hit me in the head with a brick for real You got me bleedin from the side of the head Meth) You're a beautiful fuckin person (Yo Meth yo Meth Yo check one two Without me havin' my finger in the plug I'm gettin shocked anyway, hahaha!) "Since you're all so skilled Let's fight your way, shaolin style, come on!"

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